#drs
Their eyes glance at me, I sense the awkwardness, what shall we say to him?
You see I'm the man next door who's mind who they say
has crossed the line , the Drs call it mental illness, I say that's a crime.
For it is true that I'm chaotic and rapant at times,
creativity should be nurtured, not medicated and fined.
You see I'm the man next door who's seen as 'unwell' for they see the police take me to the cells.
I tell you honestly that this is no curse, just a alternate state of mind, try opening your eyes, you maybe suprised.
Jan 18, 2017
Jan 18, 2017 at 4:33 AM UTC
It's a sinous path
and the whole way is endless
It scares you so much
and you are being senseless
Bright fog and no light
that's all you can see
Darkness behind you,
but you cannot feel me
You fear the next step
afraid of losing
The limbo is real
and reality is looming
Nothing aside,
no ups nor downs.
Unless you get it through
you will never get out
Step, step.
The door will be there
It is all on you
to figure out where
Apr 8, 2016
Apr 8, 2016 at 5:48 AM UTC